A funny thing happened on the way to...

This will be a quick one - funny story from my commute this morning.

Several months ago, one of the boys had his dollar store toy machine gun confiscated by his Dad for pointing it at someone, or otherwise misusing his toy. To keep it away from the young child, his Dad threw the gun in the trunk of his car with piles of other junk he 'saves' there.

Each day when I cross the border into Mexico, I have to drive over an electronic speedbump that is attached to a stoplight. When my tires touch the speedbump, either the red or green light will illuminate. Green means go, and red means 'get searched'. Two to three times a month I get searched - usually by a lazy, tired, government employee who can see my Motorola badge and window parking decal, and half heartedly looks through my windows, and maybe opens my trunk.

Today however my 'searcher' must have had his coffee, or was looking to impress his four co-workers who were watching him conduct the very thorough search of my messy little vehicle. Lo and behold today his efforts were handsomely rewarded; PAYDIRT!... for at the bottom of my trunk, under my golfclubs and other junk, a dollar store machine gun is found... As I see the gun come up out of the trunk in his hand, I'm having flashbacks to 12 years ago when I almost lost my fiance in a scary gun related Mexican Border incident... (no joke - true story for some other time)

I then thought, "c'mon he can't be serious... its a freakin toy, and I could find the same one down the street at the Mexican Wal Mart... Hell it was probably made just down the street... (sorry, yes I cuss in my thoughts from time to time)" when much to my surprise, and to the surprise of his co-workers, he jumps out from behind my car with the toy gun in hand and starts shooting the four guys watching him do the search... everyone laughs and I drive off with a smile on my face, and a mess in my shorts... good times... good times indeed!